He wanted out.

I stare at his eyes intently. The smile disappeared from my lips. He was just staring at me. He tuck the strands of my hair behind my ears. I can't believe that's what he's going to answer me.

Shouldn't I be glad that's what he wants? That he wanted out? That he finally wants to finish this? But I don’t exactly know what he means? He want to impregnate me soonest? Or? We’ll end this in another way? The side of his lips rose gently, he brushed his thumb into my cheek ...